Whatever Master Jayne is, he deserves to be angry, and it's even harder to play.

When I walked into the barrier, there was a light in front of me, so bright that even people could only see the outline. The next line of words appeared in front of the three people like black ink, written in the words of the Divine Domain: "The sun brings light." ”

Then the words slowly faded and finally disappeared. The surrounding light also dimmed, and gradually returned to normal.

By the time the three of them saw it clearly, they were already in a dead end. Hutong is in the middle of two high-rise buildings, only a few meters wide, the building is a very old-fashioned residential building in Europe and the United States, it is possible that there is no elevator to the seventh floor, or the elevator is old and breaks down frequently.

At the end of the alley, you can see cars coming and going.

"Civilian area. Lyle looked around and looked into one of the bins, "Not bad for us, some leftover pizza, burgers, or something." ”

She reminded: "The end of the world could be at any time." ”

Stretching out his hand, he tried to erase it in the air, and an electronic clock appeared, showing the current time, and there was a countdown in the small grid next to it. From the moment you set foot here, the fifteen-day countdown begins.

After a while, the clock automatically faded and disappeared.

Lyle raised an eyebrow: "Yes, are there any other support skills?"

"It's not much, it's basically nothing to do with survival, if you want to survive, you still have to rely on yourself. She walked outside, and the first thing she learned when she was a rookie was not to stay where she was for too long, hoping that many of the previous rules would still be useful here.

As she walked slowly, she reminded softly, "Do you remember the seven points?"

"Remember, the first page says to perform the task, there will be a prompt before entering, be sure to read the prompt, be sure to remember. The words just now must be a hint. The Sun Brings Light ... Bill asked, confused, "What do you mean by having no head and no brain?"

"I don't know, remember, maybe it can save our lives at a critical moment. When she was about to reach the mouth of the alley, she stopped first, poked her head out, looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no problem, she walked out.

In a civilian community, the streets are not very wide, and the sidewalks are not very smooth, which always gives people a crowded and cluttered feeling.

In the free open space next to it, there will be a few energetic kids playing basketball or football. There are adolescent men and women standing or sitting on the side of the road, smoking and chatting in a daze.

Most of the housewives are either at home, or go to the supermarket to shop, and there are cars back and forth. Men are either at home watching TV and drinking beer with their handouts, or working somewhere to make money. The elderly are basically at home and rarely go out for a walk. At the corner of the road, there are two people who seem to be secretly exchanging something, and you should know that it is some kind of "black goods" if you guess casually. Most of the people on the street are young adults.

Lyle's long silver hair, which originally reached the knees, turned into waist-length, and he walked on the road, a little dazzling. Luckily, there are cool punks, black goths, and even green, green, red, and red hair, and long silver hair, which isn't too shocking.

"How are we going to get supplies before the end of the world? Are we robbing banks, or robbing supermarkets, or picking up leftovers to get by? I don't have the skills right now, just like an ordinary person. Bill followed, looking left and right.

Bill has no skills, and looking at Lyle's hair, he also knows that without skills, this space is not able to cast skill types.

"You need a gun to rob a bank, you need a gun to rob a supermarket, and even if you blackmail the kid next to you, you need at least a knife, and we don't have anything now. I really think so highly of us that I think we are professional. Lyle teased.

Seeing a few cardboard boxes stacked in the trash bin next to her, as well as some cut packing belts, she picked a long one and folded the white plastic packing belt from the middle, trying to make it thinner: "Don't complain, it's useless to complain, I said that there is no material collection point here, and you have to figure out everything by yourself." ”

"Jingle bell~" The alarm rang not far away, and a guy wearing a black mask ran out of a convenience store.

It's a robbery, Bill rolled his eyes: "Do you want to run over and stop this guy?"

"It's useless to stop it, the bonus is not much, there may not be a bonus, and if you injure the robbery suspect, you will be sued by the suspect in turn. Lyle shrugged helplessly: "This is the law here." ”

"Leave it alone. She turned and walked back.

At this time, two police cars drove over and began to chase the robbery suspect. This is the law here, obviously seeing him rob a convenience store, but before the court pronounced a verdict, he was just a suspect.

Everyone stopped to watch, only she went in the opposite direction, no one would care about her, a person who didn't want to join in the fun, nothing strange.

"Don't follow me yet, come by when the time is right. She told Lyle and Bill to stop first.

"What are you doing?" Lyle looked at her quizzically.

"Go get the money. She tucked the folded tape into her coat pocket and continued walking.

When he walked up to the punk kid who traded "black goods" just now, he stopped, pretended to be an addict, wiped his nose with his index finger, sniffed, and lowered his voice: "Is there any goods?"

The guy looked her up and down, shook his head back in the alley, and walked in.

She followed in, secretly took out the packing tape in her pocket, quickly shook it open, grabbed the left and right sides, and put it on the neck of the kid walking in front.

But the other party definitely refused to give in, and with a slight movement, she tightened her hands a little. The edge of the bag is tightened around the neck, it must be painful, if it is a man with strong hands, it is enough to strangle the neck.

"Don't move!" she whispered, "Do you want to die?"

The other party didn't dare to move again, panting and threatening: "Do you know whose territory is here?"

At this moment Lyle and Bill came in very appropriately, and as soon as they saw this, Lyle immediately went up and began to search the boy's pocket, and pulled out a roll of money from it.

She motioned for Lyle to take it and ordered: "Whoever is going to call a car, call us when it is done." Bill immediately ran out.

Lyle found a packet of powder, a small packet, for nothing.

"Throw it on the ground, a few steps farther away. She looked about seven or eight paces away, and Lyle threw the bag where she looked.

Lyle found another small folding knife on the boy, which seemed to be good, and slipped it into his pocket. I touched it again, but I didn't find a gun.

"Who the hell are you, do you know whose territory this is?" the boy was sweating profusely. It seems that he just came out to mix, or he is very afraid of death.

Bill shouted at the mouth of the alley: "The car is coming." ”

She lowered her voice and whispered in the other person's ear: "Brother, offended." We also use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. Now that I'm letting you go, I won't kill you, and you don't turn back, or you'll force me... Tell you boss that he should know who smashed his field. Now I'll let you go, and you won't move until we're gone, can you do it?" 2k reading web